After killing the homeless ghost, Lauren goes to the detention room to check it out.

Sure enough, the homeless man she was holding in the detention cell was dead, his body hanging in the middle of the house, and his appearance was similar to that of the cultist in the vision.

Lauren sighed and looked through the window to see that there was no sign of anything in the room, and she continued to walk back, ready to check the dressing room nearby.

Before she arrived at the locker room, she found two ghost figures flashing, and the back looked like an evil spirit corpse, but it seemed that she was afraid of her, and began to take the initiative to dodge.

At this time, the momentum of the two sides is ebbing and waning, the evil ghost has become a little white rabbit, and Lauren has begun to play the role of a big bad wolf who eats people.

Seeing the traces of the evil spirit corpse, Lauren hurriedly chased after him.

They fled, she chased.

At a fork in the road, an evil corpse crashed into a table in the corner and fell to the ground, and before he could get up, Lauren chased after him, sending it back to Hell with three blows and five divisions with thunderous punches.

After eliminating one, she got up and continued the pursuit, and the other evil spirit corpse ran to the back door of the police station before being caught up, and then she easily dealt with it.

After doing all this and killing the last evil corpse, Lauren felt the sound of Paimon's sermon finally subside, and she let out a sigh of satisfaction and prepared to go to the duty room to see if there were any other visions.

Lauren just turned her head.

There was a "bang", as if the sound of a gunshot came from the darkness.

She looked into the darkness in confusion, and before she could see who it was, she suddenly had a sharp pain in her abdomen, and then a violent burning sensation began to occur all over her body, as if someone had been pricking with a needle, and then sat weakly against the wall and fell to the ground.

I was shot.

The Thunderbolt Luke inflicted on her was only a special boost against ghost-type enemies, and had no defensive effect, let alone bullet blocking.

So the bullet went into her abdomen.

Lauren covered her wound with difficulty and looked up at the man who had fired the shot.

As she adjusted to the blinding brightness of the other person's flashlight, she saw the man's appearance.

It turned out to be Sheriff Cohen, who arranged for her to be on the night shift today!

She asked suspiciously, "Officer?" Then he turned his head to look at the evil corpse beside him.

The original bloody and terrifying strange corpse has changed into an ordinary person in a yellow overall.

At the same time, a memory came to her mind.

In that memory, it was not the evil spirit corpse that she beat and killed, but several housekeepers who came to clean up the waste. She could still vividly recall the tough and soft touch of the fist on the face, the blood splashing, the cleaners from explanation, to begging for mercy, to foaming blood in their mouths, and falling to the ground with their heads tilted and died.

Is this the truth?

Lauren thought desperately, sure enough, it was actually me who was crazy, I was already crazy.

What talking books, what floating corpses, what imprisoned souls.

Fake!

It's all fake!

Only death is real!

Only death is eternal!

Lauren pulled her pistol from her waist and shoved the cold muzzle into her mouth.

Dad, I'm not a good cop.

In Sheriff Cohen's vigilant and somewhat strange eyes, Lauren slowly buckled down.

Lauren stopped moving.

Lauren pulled the barrel out of her mouth.

"This woman, she eats so deep with a tender barrel, she can't have practiced."

With such strange words in her mouth, she raised her hand and shot Sheriff Cohen in the forehead.

Strangely, although her movements were fast, they were far from enough to be the last to strike first compared to Sheriff Cohen, who had already taken aim at her. However, when Sergeant Cohen discovered Lauren's movements, he hesitated to pull the trigger and fight back, resulting in losing the opportunity and being shot dead.

Sure enough, Luke was even more sure of his conjecture.

The planner behind the scenes of this space used such a big battle not to simply kill Lauren, but for another purpose. The eight goals of this purpose are to drive her crazy, to make her fall/commit suicide/convert or something.

A second before Lauren commits suicide and the mission fails, Luke's projection of will directly explodes, following the contact and fate connection between the two, directly encroaching on her physical body.

And Lauren's soul naturally switched places with Luke and came to the "Police Handbook".

I. Dead?

Why didn't I feel pain?

Lauren was shocked by the 360-degree view of mental power, thinking that this was the world of the afterlife.

Then she saw herself in her hands.

This sentence is a bit awkward, awkward like Lauren's mood at this time.

So I'm still crazy, right?

Is this the world of madmen?

Then she heard a familiar and somewhat unfamiliar voice.

It was her own voice, but it was a little different from what she usually heard due to the difference between air and bone transmission.

At this moment, "she" was saying something in a slightly cheerful tone, which was somewhat incomprehensible.

"Drop! Boosting is on the number! Tongtian generation system starts! ”

"Dear, remember to give a five-star review when it's over."

"Now! Let's go! ”

Lauren watched her body move, first tearing off a strip of cloth from her shirt and tying the wound tightly.

Then he walked up to Sheriff Cohen, kicked him, turned him over again, crouched down to take his breathing and pulse, confirmed that he was really dead, and then simply left.

Dead, but no experience points, it means that he is just an ordinary person, probably a black police officer who was used or bought by cultists.

Luke guessed in his mind.

Stepping past the sheriff's corpse, Luke headed deeper into the police station.

In order to forcibly occupy Lauren's body, he even gave up the authority of the "thunder" carried by this consciousness descent, and only then did he successfully complete the operation of the dove occupying the magpie's nest. In this way, the combat methods he uses are more single, and without the thunder, the only thing that can hurt the ghosts is his steely and condensed will.

Walk through the familiar passage, turn the corner, go straight, and all the way unimpeded.

Luke soon arrived at his planned destination - the locker room.

At the entrance to the locker room were several toilets, the toilets that had not been taken care of for a long time, although no one used them, but the smell of the upward flush also made Luke a little sick to his stomach.

He hurriedly raised his arm to cover his mouth and nose.

Hiss~

Luke shook his head, shook some strange thoughts out of his head, and continued with the foul smell.

Walk past the filthy restrooms and sinks, bypass the shadow walls, open a door, and further inside, you'll find the changing room.

In the dimly lit dressing room, all the cabinet doors were wide open, making the already narrow space even more oppressive, as if some monster would jump from a certain cabinet to a person's face at any moment.

Luke was now using Lauren's body, and he couldn't even use a mental scan, so he carefully explored it without any signs of anything abnormal.

He left the locker room, and the exit was next to the police station's cell where the prisoners were held.

Previously, Lauren had subconsciously avoided it during the investigation, but now that Luke was replaced, he was not afraid.

Destination – Prison Cell!

To be precise, it was the cell where the three cultists were held, and it was also the place where they committed suicide and their bodies disappeared.

Along the cold corridor all the way back, the lights became dimmer and dim, and even began to appear flickering and dimming, and the eerie atmosphere resembled the scene of a ghost about to appear in a horror movie.

But the person facing this scene, a well-informed, countless ghosts, and even his body is not his own, it doesn't matter at all.

Another...... The current mental state is very harmonious to play ghosts.

So the atmosphere created by this is completely flattering for the blind to see, and there is no use for hanging it.

Luke even got in the mood and started singing.

"The king sent me to patrol the mountains and catch a monk to make breakfast."

Utterly unfamiliar, but cheerful-sounding language echoed around the cell, completely infuriating those behind the scenes.

Why!

Although there were some twists and turns, it was clear that the plan was about to succeed!

Why did this woman suddenly go crazy!

No, it was indeed his purpose to make this policewoman crazy, but it shouldn't be this madness.

The effect he wants is fear, guilt, self-blame, and collapse, not a fucking self-indulgence!

This lamb is hopeless.

Scrapped! Completely ruined!

The people behind the scenes made up their minds to give up this originally very promising seedling, and decided to interrupt this "sermon", kill her, and find the next target.

He takes a seat deeper than Luke's police station, and walks to Lauren's location with a baseball bat, Paimon's favorite weapon.

Due to the difference in space, he can clearly see "Lauren", but the other party cannot detect him.

This is the power given to him by the great Manson, and as long as he is in this dimension, he is a god who controls the fate of mortals.

Walking behind the other party, he aimed at the head of "Lauren" and the baseball bat swung violently!

Luke had just walked into the prison for a while, and before he could look inside, he suddenly felt a foul wind coming from the back of his head.

He didn't have time to look back, so he rolled directly on a lazy donkey, narrowly avoiding the attack. As he rolled on the ground, he noticed the incoming baseball bat, which missed the blow and disappeared into the spot.

Invisible?

No, the average invisible Luke can see through it. Moreover, he only noticed the sound of the wind when the baseball bat was swinging, but he did not perceive the person holding the stick at all.

What is that?

Before he could think about it, a baseball bat was created out of thin air and knocked down on the head.

Still coming?!

Luke's foot slammed into the iron door to the side, allowing himself to leap some distance to the side, dodging it again, and by the way, he took out the pistol from his waist and fired three shots directly at the handle of the baseball bat.

As he had expected, the bullet passed through the air and hit a nearby wall, shattering a few tiles and settling in the cement.

The baseball bat disappeared again, and then arrived as Luke had expected.

After the first two attacks, Luke was mentally prepared, and this time Luke easily dodged.

After these attacks, he also discovered some restrictions on the other party's attacks.

The first is the need to take advantage of inertia. Each time, the opponent's attack swung through the air before falling and smashing into Luke.

After being dodged a few times in a row, it should be possible to think of swinging the stick directly, and then reappear when the strength is the strongest, and hit Luke off guard. If you rule out that he is a brain-dead, it means that it is not that he doesn't want to do it, but that he can't do it.

In addition, the physical fitness of the other party should be similar to that of ordinary people, or even a little worse.

His estimation was correct, for Manson's most important power was in the area of demagogy, and although there were some other abilities, he did not give them to the believers.

Therefore, in addition to taking advantage of the convenience of the space itself, Paimon in the deep space is left with only the power to deceive people's minds.

But given Lauren's current state of mind, he wisely gave up this method, so he could only use the most simple methods of killing.

However, although Luke thinks of these flaws of his enemies, he always has a huge advantage - Luke cannot touch him.

Another open-ended player.

Luke didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only concentrate on dodging the attack that might come at any time, while continuing to look for possible clues around the prison.

At this time, all his extraordinary abilities disappeared, and the only thing he could rely on was "identification".

The cultist who missed the attack several times became more and more irritable, and the baseball bat was wielded more and more rapidly, but as his physical strength decreased, the strength became much less.

At one point, Luke couldn't even dodge it and took a hard bite on his back, but he didn't suffer much damage except for a faint ache and blood oozing back from the wound in his abdomen.

The cultist also noticed this, and he dragged his body, which was overdrawn by the big beast and alcohol, gasping for breath, and simply stopped the attack, ready to slow down and wait until he regained his strength before continuing.

Although the enemy stopped moving, Luke did not dare to let his guard down.

That's the advantage of the attacker, he can choose to rest or attack at will, but a defender like Luke, who is blinded by a blind, can't be extremely vigilant 24 hours a day.

As long as he relaxes a little, the attack will definitely follow.

Clues, clues

Where are you?

Luke's consciousness raced through Lauren's brain, as the new police station had been emptied, leaving only the evidence room!

Cohen said that there are still some evidence that has been identified as "garbage", mainly knitwear and fabrics.

And after killing the first evil corpse, the first place Lauren wanted to go was the evidence room, but then it was delayed because of the ghosts that those poor girls turned into, and then encountered some other monsters, and until now, he has not been there.

Problematic! Big problem!

Luke picked up his pace and sprinted forward.

The cultists in the depths of the space didn't care, but when she couldn't bear the pressure, she began to flee, unhurriedly following up, ready to wait for her physical strength to be exhausted, and then easily harvest the human head.

Luke breathed heavily, and made his way to the door of the evidence room.

He paused slightly, not perceiving the attack, and looked at the various knitwear on the ground stained with blood.

Identification!

(End of chapter)